You have got to understand
that you will not always be happy.
The sun will be shining,
and you will curse it for being too bright.
The flowers will be growing and
you will make them wither,
with a single cruel glance.
The world will be spinning,
and you will complain that all the motion
is making you dizzy.
The hand offered to help you up
will not be attached to the person,
conjured in your imagination.
Life is a beautiful place,
inviting you into it's open arms.
Smile.
It's your key inside.